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William Hogarth The Analysis of Beauty (London 1753), note Hogarth’s assumption of classical precedent for the serpentine line [p.92]: ...which taste, I am persuaded, my reader will now conceive to have been entirely owing to the perfect knowledge the an…

The most excellent virtue is the brilliant and calm flow of culture. Those with fine minds play in a clear lotus lake. Through this excellent path, a song line sweet like the pollen’s honey, May they sip the fragrant dew of glorious knowledge.…

So Tinha Que Ser Com Voce - Dj Marky Dj Patife Esom Feat Fernanda Porto Blue skies, lush greens, capirinhas, sensuality and samba! ... Heaven.

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An angel was tired of heaven, as he lounged in the golden street; His halo was tilted sideways, and his harp lay mute at his feet; So the Master stooped in His pity, and gave him a pass to go, For the space of a moon, to the earth-world, to mix with the m…

Jocelyne Bompoil and Arthur at Wimpole Hall, near Cambridge. Stephan and Maxim are climbing trees ... me? ... I am just watching!

There is a place for us that no one else can enter. It is a place that holds no secrets, only beauty, peace, understanding. A place that we come to, thinking we are one, only to have our souls fused together for a moment. And in that moment, I know you;…

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I really love you and I mean you the star above you, crystal blue Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... I wouldn't see you and I love to I fly above you, yes I do well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you... Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth t…

... in Cambridge.

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Where true Love burns Desire is Love's pure flame; It is the reflex of our earthly frame, That takes its meaning from the nobler part, And but translates the language of the heart. - Samuel Taylor Coleridge

massively interconnected unity

THE KISS: A DIALOGUE by Robert Herrick 1 Among thy fancies, tell me this, What is the thing we call a kiss? 2 I shall resolve ye what it is:-- It is a creature born and bred Between the lips, all cherry-red, By love and warm desires fed,-- CHOR. And mak…

The White Heat - Emily Dickinson Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? Then crouch within the door -- Red -- is the Fire's common tint -- But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame's conditions, It quivers from the Forge Without a color, but the light…